Tiger Whitehead

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Wild blackberries bloomin' in the 
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thickets on the mountain,
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    sheep shire and water cress 
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are growin' round the fountain,
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where a big black bear is drinkin' 
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lappin' water like a dog,
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Tiger Whitehead's in the bed, 
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sleepin' like a log.
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But tomorrow he'll see bear tracks 
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       seven inches wide,
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and by sundown he'll be bringin' 
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in the hide.

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   Pretty Sally Garland comin' 
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down the mountain side,
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    where Tiger Whitehead's tryin'
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 to nap a mill, at the mill,
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    she sits down on a bearskin 
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and she says, “You'll be my man,
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    I'll have me the best 
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bearhunter in these hills.”

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    A wild child was Tiger 
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Whitehead and they say he killed
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    ninety-nine bears before he 
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went to rest, went to rest,
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    once he left two bearcubs 
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orphaned but he brought 'em right 
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on home,
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    and Sally nursed the two 
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bearcubs upon her breast.

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    Tiger now is eighty-five and 
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he lay upon his bed,
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    and the bears he killed now 
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numbered ninety-nine, ninety-nine.
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    Some fellers trapped the bear,
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 but Tiger said, “Just let him go,
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    if he ain't running wild he 
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won't be mine.”

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    But at the night when the wind 
howls
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    'cross the hills of eastern 
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Tennessee,
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    and when the lightnin' flashes,
    there's the strange thing that 
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the people say they see :
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    an old grey headed ghost 
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runnin' through mountains there,
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    it's Tiger Whitehead after his
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 one hundredth bear.

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Wild blackberries bloomin' in the 
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thickets on the mountain,
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    sheep shire and water cress 
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are growin' round the fountain,
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where a big black bear is drinkin',
          G           Em
 lappin' water like a dog,
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Tiger Whitehead's in the bed, 
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sleepin' like a log.
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But tomorrow he'll see bear tracks 
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       seven inches wide,
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and by sundown he'll be bringin' 
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in the hide.